Before I start, I'd like to answer some questions in the reviews:
Q:how does a three year old kill her own parents?
A:I that's what I asked myself. so I changed it to she had to watch them get murdered.
Q:why does Navitsula say "I wish you bad health," after all the other things she says?
A:good question. It's pretty much like if someone says a goodbye as"I wish you good health", except the opposite.
And also, here are some comments to ProfessorBranch,
1:Where do you get "that boy is cute, and I've learned to love in three seconds"?
2:NO SWEARING! If you swear again in a review to me, I will block you. Now back to the story!
"Anne? Who is that thing?" A passing by three year old boy asked. He stood like shadow, cowering behind this lady."See looks dirty!"
Jerk, Navitsula thought. She looked at her self, studying her clothes and hair. She was wearing a now-beige night gown, and her hair was brown and curly, flecked by dust. On the other hand the small boy was wearing a yellow and red, plaid shirt and overalls with about a hundred holes in them. The lady, supposedly named Anne, had her brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, and was wearing a flowery apron over jeans and a t-shirt.
"I don't know," Anne said, "Here Jimmy, we'll ask together, okay? On three, one, two, three, who are you?"
"Navitsula, now go away before I feel any worse." Navitsula retorted.
"No, no, You're not Navitsula! She's a sweet, twelve year old normal girl! Not a mutant freak like you! A-and she has Blonde hair!" Anne screamed through tears.
"Really? Do you think that Navitsula is really all that sweet? How can someone be sweet after watching their own parents get murder and after being turned into a mutant freak!" Navitsula screamed. Tears were now welling up in Anne's eyes. She extended her arm and slapped Navitsula, so hard she left a scarlet hand mark on Navitsula's left cheek, and ran of, the boy clinging to her like a leech.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Navitsula's stomach groaned out. She glanced up at the sun and realized it about ten-thirtyish. The last thing she ate, well got nutrition out of, was the amniotic fluid in here chamber. Suddenly a draft tossed a wisp of scent that tickled her nose and made her mouth water. She followed it like a hound would follow the scent of a fresh-killed animal. After walking about a block, she came up to a hotdog stand. The smells were so intense, it was all most like she could she the smells. Navitsula know she needed money, but alas she had none. She waited until all the glaring eyes were off her, then she struck like an Arbok at the hot dogs. she ran as fast as she could away from the vender.
"Stop! Thief!" The vendor yelled. But it was already too late. Navitsula had already took flight.